Текст песни Братья Гримм - ...молчит гитара в углу...

Silent guitar in the corner,
And he sees his dream ninth accordion.
Keys violin bass was told that I did not sing,
All decay and farce.

Chorus:
You're my favorite music,
Pours song from afar,
Gloomy clouds dispersing.
You're my favorite music
From dawn to dusk,
To hear from you - all that I need.

Sounds, sing to me,
Play the telephone wires,
Is a dream in the night and in the rainbow of the day,
Sounds of passers in their heads, in the forests, fields.

Chorus:
After all, you're my favorite music,
Pours song from afar,
Gloomy clouds dispersing.
You're my favorite music
From dawn to dusk,
To hear from you - all repeating that
You're my favorite music,
Pours song from afar,
Gloomy clouds dispersing.
You're my favorite music
From dawn to dusk,
To hear from you - all that I need.